Page 88 of Greed

She fixed Riker with a stern glare. “I don’t want a surprise.”

“Trust me. This one is going to make you feel a bit better.” He kissed her forehead and knew she was going to give in because there was no point arguing.

She paused as she stepped into the shower. “Are you not joining me?”

“I will join if you want me to,” he said. His face was calm, but his body was rigid, including the tent in his pants. She bit her lip and nodded. He was exactly what she needed to wipe away the lingering pain for a short while.

She watched as Riker quickly undressed, and once more, she couldn’t help admiring how sexy he was. He seemed so much larger in her small bathroom.

“I really do love it when you stare at me like that.” Those amber eyes filled with so much mischief it had her smirking back.

She held out her hand to him as she stepped into the cramped space. “Come on, lover. It’s your turn to help me forget.”

“How long would you like me to help you forget? Maybe a month?” He asked, and she couldn’t help looking down at the raging hard-on that was ready for action.

“Are you trying to kill me with pleasure?”

Riker laughed, the sound echoing off the tiles as he pulled her into his body. “I guess we can afford a few breaks for food and rest, but if I had my way, you’d never wear clothes again. And locking you away from the world where I can keep you safe and only for me doesn’t sound bad either.” A shiver ran down her spine as he nipped her neck, his lips tracing her collarbone and making her pulse race.

Riker grabbed her bottle of liquid soap and poured a large quantity into his hand. She closed her eyes, as his hands worked over her body. His touch was soft and her desire continued to grow as the soap was massaged into her skin. A soft gasp escaped her mouth as his fingers delicately slid between her legs. She spread her legs further for him, her body trembling as he carefully cleaned every inch of her flesh like he was worshiping her.

Her eyes fluttered open as he stopped. The sly smile on his face was so sexy not for the first time did she wonder why her?

Riker smoothed back her hair and softly kissed her lips until she felt like she couldn’t put two words together in the same sentence. “Rinse off Little Bird.”

Stepping under the spray the water ran over her skin, the heat of the water pinking her skin.

Riker smiled as she stepped toward him once more. “Tell me what you want, Little Bird?”

A wet heat that had nothing to do with the water beating down on them hit her core. “Be rough with me. I don’t want soft or kind right now.” She looked into his captivating stare, the weight of the heat forming already making her head swoon. “Use me, Riker.”

A dark passion flared in the amber color of his eyes as his jaw tensed. “Get down on your knees,” he ordered.

His voice was commanding and made her shake with anticipation as she lowered herself to the tub floor. He held out his cock to her, and she licked her lips, staring at the tip. “I’m going to fuck your mouth, little bird. Now open up.”

She swallowed hard and yelped a little as he twisted his hand in her hair. The pain was sharp, but it was exactly what she craved. She wrapped her fingers around the thick length, and Riker jerked back on her hair hard. “Did I say you could use your hands?”

“No,” she whispered.

“No, what?” he growled, and she’d never been more terrified and turned on in her life. She didn’t know what to say and simply stared up at him. “Give me a name. Who am I to you? Who do you want me to be?”

She licked her lips as she ran through all the naughty possibilities and remembered all those she’d met, calling him Master. It had sounded perplexingly sexy when they said it. “No, Master,” she said tentatively.

His eyes glowed a little brighter as his nose flared with a sudden intake of breath, and she wasn’t sure if he was excited or angered by the name.

“Put your hands behind your back and keep them there. You don’t move them again until I tell you to.” She did as she was told, her eyes watering with the tight grip on her hair.

He roughly jerked her head back, so she was forced to look up at him. “Is this what you want, Minetta? Is this what you want from me?”

“Yes, Master, make me feel better.” He lifted a brow at her, and that one small action alone made her squirm with building anticipation of what he had planned.

“Open your mouth. Do you have a strong gag reflex?”

She didn’t think so, but she’d never tried taking one down her throat. “I don’t know.”

“Fine we will go slow…for now. Now open up.” She swallowed hard as she opened her mouth, eyes fixated on the large cock in front of her face. He didn’t move to put it in her mouth, but she didn’t dare move either. Her instincts told her not to do any more than what he asked. “Good girl,” he praised her. “Now put my cock in your mouth, and other than moans, you don’t speak unless I ask you a question. Do you understand?”

“I understand, Master.”